I slanted him a look. “I’m not Jason’s woman. We’re more like Batman and Robin, and he’s my Robin.” Over the vampires’ confused look, I added with an exasperated sigh, “Don’t you guys watch any shows?”
“We don’t like American movies,” White said, and the vamps all nodded their agreement. “We don’t like anything American.”
“So you’re French,” I said. “But I’m telling you, Jason was my sidekick when we were on the road trip before you guys showed up.” No one looked even slightly convinced. I sighed. “My point is, this Batwoman takes it upon herself to look after her Robin.” I shook my head. “Why am I even explaining myself to you French dudes when you obviously don’t get it?”
I pushed open the door, still shaking my head, but turned to the guards, who stared at me with identical, expectan
